Past midnight….
My eyes close exhausted
After a long fight to embrace sleep.
The last thought of that moment
“How are they doing?”
Dawn…….
Lids opened lazily
After a long fight to be closed
Bearing the burden of the dreams
Bad dreams of course
The thought of that moment
“How are they doing?”
Heart misses a beat
Exhausted
Beating like a drum whole day.
Mind freezes a moment
Totally blank.
What to think?
What is there to think indeed?
The unknown answer to my query
Creeps in to the mind and body.
Numbness……
Thoughtlessness…….
I just want to hear,
They are ok.
They are still alive.
They still have something to eat.
They can still hear despite the bangs of the shells and bombs.
They can walk with their own legs.
They can eat with their own hands.
They can still see but unfortunately the cruelty
Wide spread in front of them.
I just want to hear
My friends…….
And their kids…Ami,Kaja,Ara, Arthi,Athirai and Arooran
And all the other people are fine
Despite being a Srilankan Tamil.

We had a dream.

Beautiful with rainbow colours,

Rising from the hearts of

Hundreds of thousands of  sufferers.

It spread over the sky.

Touched the horizons.

Where ever we went

The dream spread it wings.

Bigger…….bigger……bigger

The long gone freedom,

The long gone peaceful days,

The dears departed,

The beloved demised

Watered the dreams over the decades.

Here we are…….

Again…….

At the “ZERO POINT”

Displaced and threatened.

The hope we carried,

All along the dark ages

Bearing the thorns of war,

That, kind hearts

Or nations of humanity

Or the omnipotent divine eternals

Would bring as the freedom,

We sought for decades,

Vanished.

Cluster bombs shattered the dreams

The betrayals

Of the next door neighbour

Killed the hope.

Some drop of hope

Left in the heart

For the moment to see a drop of tear,

Sympathizing us.

Shed a drop of tear,

Drop a ray of hope,

At the foot of our dying babies

Would you?????

Being on top of a ladder(litereally)

Using a heavy metal bar as a hammer

I hit very hard

Using all my strength of my thin body

And all the hatred in my tiny heart

“Bang” one for me

For being manipulated

by the external factors

“Bang” one for the world

For being unfair to all the endeavours

“Bang” one for the others

who always exploit you

To be on the top of the ladder.